Only a few pictures from the 4th turned out, but I did get some bitchin' shots of the puffalump funeral. That was a lot of fun.
Pictures!
Hanging out at Christi's is always fun, and bowling only makes things better, especially when you bowl as people from Firefly/Venture Bros./Velvet Goldmine.
Driving to Pegram to buy fireworks is also fun, and it's even better when Nate pays for all of them (I am going to pay you back for those).
Seeing Sarah's Mom's new apartment was cool, and she lives so very close to me! Sarah tried to call everyone we knew, everyone whose number I have at least, and get them to come to Nate's house to set off fireworks, we ended up with eight people. I made sanwiches. We blew up fruit. Half the party left to do illegal things. My feelings were hurt and I got sad, so I went to Coco with the remaining part of the party and hung out on our little grassy slope with them. Blake found a bouncy ball in the grass that entertained Kevin for a while before he lost it. I went home and related the events of the night to my dad and he said some things that made me feel better, but made me think glumly about the situation I find myself in. He said I shouldn't be bummed out about it, because I should be used to this sort of thing happening. It's true that the last two events that I've been the main organizer of (this and New Years), people have left to go find more exciting things to do (booze, pot, and the like...well, okay, so just those two things).
Frankly, it's all getting kind of boring. I'm ready to do something other than get wasted, go to Coco, hang out in the park. I don't know what that something is exactly, but I'm ready to do it and I want other people to do it too, because I don't want this to just be about me. I'm not like that. I'm not bitching. Believe me I'm so over last night and the times before, like I always am the day after. That's what I'm like.